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My Friend, Nature

  • Writer: Red Writing Hood
    Red Writing Hood
  • Jun 30, 2024
  • 1 min read

An early morning before dawn,

calm and quiet.

Deep breaths, eyes closed.


Feel the mellow breeze carry

gentle whispers of tranquility.

A gesture of solace.

In perfect rapture I find myself.


Just the elements, and I

keep breathing.

Sorrows exist not

here, I am safe.


Majestic splendor embraces me.

Senses heighten,

I am more here now than ever.





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